Years ago, I was one of the people who was annoyed by those who declared New Year’s resolutions. And yes, the frustration was 100% because an unfamiliar slew of people would bombard the Wellness Center and, for about 11 days, securing a treadmill was uncertain. “Resolutions are stupid!” said young Brooke. “No one sticks to … Continue reading The 2026 List
Kyle was adamant about not participating in the full 13.1. The plan shifted to run Red Rock trails from back to front 2.5 times and call that the trail run. The revision was completed. Check out https://heybrookefuller.com/2025/12/22/face-the-fear-because-the-goal-demands-it/ to read all about it. We moved from a 2 to a 4 on a scale of 1-10. … Continue reading The 2025 List Check In
This weekend I ran 13.1 miles through Red Rock Canyon Adventure Park by myself. Invitations were given freely, but it seems the opportunity to run long distances through sandy trails doesn’t appeal to the masses. The invitations weren’t given because I needed someone to talk to or to distract me from the pain or boredom … Continue reading Face the Fear Because the Goal Demands It
Unfortunately, Malachi has started following my friction practices. I sleep with socks on. If my feet are cold, I am cold. If my feet are warm, I am warm. If I have no socks on and feel too lazy to uproot myself from my bed, I proceed to horizontally sprint in place to create friction … Continue reading Friction
2 = 4 6 = 12 4 = 8 Bear with me… 3 = 6 3 = 5 12 = 24 8 = 16 15 = 20 At what point, do we just say, “12 rolls. There are 12 rolls of paper towels in this package.”? Hours of cleaning = dirty house Hundreds of dollars … Continue reading Paper Towel “Roles”
The sun beat down with no sign of shade in sight and I was acting as the cover for my ten-year-old. “Here, just sit in my shadow.” The bottle of once cold water I was saving to dump on her ponytail was sweating. We were entering the point of Oklahoma summer where you start to … Continue reading The Sidelines
Lately, regrets have ravaged me. Stupid decisions I made years ago. Hurts I’ve held onto. Labels that have either been placed on me or that I place on myself. As these moments snowball in my mind; as they get bigger and more painful, I feel quite silenced. Brooke, your testimony has been tainted by your … Continue reading Scars
But whatever gain I had, I counted as loss for the sake of Christ. Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ and … Continue reading Surrender
Nah. I don’t want to walk this road. Let’s not turn back to relive it. It has been years, I made it through; And now self-labeled hypocrite. They keep calling. Asking. Seeking hope. Don’t make me be the guide. But, look, you walked it, you’ve seen the show. They want to know the pain will … Continue reading A Restoration Story
Truth be told, I’m weary. Weary in a way that sinks in deeply and is not alleviated by a nap. Since removing my garage doors and replacing them with massive windows, those driving by can now see clearly into my life. But when the sun goes down and Kyle can no longer stand to have … Continue reading Come and See
